
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Cheyenne didn't say much and just said softly, “Oke, I get it. Go ahead and take care of your business. Be careful when you return.”
Lucas has a strong position, similarly, he has a lot to deal with. So Cheyenne was not suspicious at all.
After hanging up the phone, Lucas felt sorry.
He had almost never lied to Cheyenne before, and the guilt really felt terrible.
But he really could not go home in his current condition.
!!
He put his phone back in his pocket and planned to continue walking aimlessly on the street, but he suddenly saw a bar beside him.
Without much hesitation, Lucas stepped in.
In fact, he rarely visited places like bars, but he was really not excited today. So as he looked at the bar, he felt a strong urge to drown his sorrows in alcohol.
The bar is not too noisy but quite elegant.
On stage at the bar, a young man was playing a beautiful country song with an accordion.
Lucas walked to the front of the bar counter, and the bartender immediately asked, “Master, would you like a drink?”
“Give me the strongest bottle of alcohol you have here,” Lucas said instantly.
“Uh ..” The Bartender was hesitant. “Our strongest drink here is distilled vodka from Poland, which is 96% alcohol. It is usually used as a base for cocktails. Ordinary people would not bear to drink it raw. Sir, do you want to switch to something with a slightly lower alcohol content.
Before he finished speaking, Lucas interrupted, “I picked it up. Give me a bottle!”
“Good!” The bartender felt helpless. He had already told Lucas about the dangers of drinking Polish distilled vodka, but there was nothing he could do since the customer insisted.
Soon, a bottle of Polish flute vodka opened and a glass was placed in front of Lucas. The 96% big word printed on the bottle caught the attention of the surrounding guests.
The bartender poured a small glass of vodka for Lucas, but Lucas waved and poured his own alcohol, quickly filling the entire glass. He swiped at her at once.
A few people at the side, including a waitress and a bartender, looked at Lucas in surprise.
Most people probably wouldn't be able to sip an alcoholic beverage with such a high concentration of alcohol, but Lucas actually downed a glass at a time!
This isn't all. After downing his glass, Lucas poured another glass, filled it to the brim before chugging it again.
Then the third glass…
The fourth…
After he finished the fourth glass, there was only a small amount of vodka left in the bottle.
Lucas literally downed a few glasses of vodka, which was very strong for ordinary people, one after another like ordinary water.
The strong alcohol naturally burned his throat, but after chugging almost the entire bottle, his heart still felt cold.
As she poured all the vodka into the glass, downed it, and ordered the same bottle of vodka, she heard a familiar female voice coming from behind.
“Lucas? What are you doing here?”
“Lena Sawyer?”
Indeed, the one who came was Lena, the daughter of Ethan Sawyer, the richest man in Orange County, and an old friend of Cheyenne.
Lucas did not expect him to suddenly appear in DC at the bar he casually entered.
“Lucas, this is really you! What a coincidence!” Lena walked over in shock, sat in the high chair beside Lucas, and smiled sweetly. “I happened to be out drinking with my friends today, and when I saw your back, I felt familiar. I didn't expect it to be really you! Haha, fate must have brought us together!”
Lena looked around and saw that she was alone, so she asked in surprise, “Why are you alone here? Didn't Cheyenne come with you?”
Lucas said nonchalantly, “He's at home.”
Except for the slight shock when he first saw Lena, his expression was cold and indifferent. In addition, he planned to get drunk alone in a place that no one knew him, without anyone's interference.
So she sounded even colder after hearing Lena's question.
But Lena thinks that what Lucas meant is that Cheyenne is back home in Orange County, so she's suddenly happy after a momentary surprise.
Lucas is in a bad mood. When mentioning Cheyenne, his tone was cold and indifferent. He drinks alone at the bar.
Did Lucas and Cheyenne fight? Lena guessed, but she couldn't help but feel elated.
Ever since Lucas saved her at the entrance of the Sawyers villa like a knight in armor a few months ago, her figure was deeply engraved in his mind.
But Lena has suppressed her feelings because of Cheyenne.
As Lucas continues to save her from danger repeatedly, Lena falls in love with him and eventually decides to take action.
Earlier in a hotel in LA, Lena even tried to seduce Lucas with her swimsuit in an upstairs pool, but to no avail.
Now, he suddenly meets Lucas once again deep in DC, and he is currently alone. He was convinced that this was another opportunity given to him by the Gods.
With this thought, Lena coughed and asked doubtfully, “Uh. Did you... quarrel with Cheyenne?”
“No,” Lucas replied very nonchalantly before chugging a glass of highly distilled vodka in his hand at once.
Although Lucas denied it, he was clearly in a bad mood because he drank.
He thinks he must have had a fight with Cheyenne.
After thinking about it, Lena said, “I'll drink with you!”
Then he grabbed Lucas' vodka bottle, poured half a glass, and drank a big mouthful.
But…
“Pfft!”
As soon as the vodka entered his mouth, he immediately spat it out impolitely!
While Lena coughed, her face flushed red, and she hurriedly wiped the corner of her mouth and the liquor stain on her clothes. He repeatedly complained, “What kind of alcohol is this? It left a bad taste in my mouth!”
Seeing how embarrassed and disheveled Lena was, Lucas could not help but be amused in spite of her bad mood.